The Stalker: Visit One, Day Three - Sex Stories

The Stalker: Visit One, Day Three

... time that thought had entered her mind and she shuddered. Finally a fitful sleep found her. She woke up when Mike touched her and told her to wake up. She stretched her legs and arms while laying on her back then Mike grabbed her head and pushed her down to his cock. “Suck on it for me, Bitch.” This was the last thing she wanted to do. She wanted breakfast, her normal life back, to read a book curled up on the couch or watch TV, or go to the movies, the things she usually did on her weekends, albeit by herself, but she enjoyed the solitude. The one thing she knew for sure was that she did not want another day with. . . It. But there it was and her mouth opened as Mike pushed her all the way down with her hair tied up in his fingers. He pushed her opened mouth all the way down his hard and ready cock. He held her there, feeling her gag, then let her up for a quick breath of air before he did it again. When he pulled her up the second time he pulled her head in front of him so her eyes were level with his face. “I did not want you to forget your place after a good night’s sleep. You are still mine and will do what I say when I say or there will be pain. Do you understand? “Yes.” Sally’s eyes were wet from being held down on his dick and she was focused on catching her breath when he got mad. “You fucking little ingrate! Let me encourage you to behave.” He pushed her head back hurting her hair. “Open! Open your fuckhole that is in the middle of your face, now!” Sally opened ...

... her mouth wide eyed and scared as Mike once again pushed her all the way down on his cock and held her there just a few seconds longer as she struggled for breath trying to not throw up on his cock and wondering why he got so angry. She struggled, but he had her under control. The he brought her back up. “Now lets try this again. Do you understand that you belong to me and you will do what I say when I say it?” “Yes, Sir!” “Sir!, Yes Sir.” Sally was talking fast as she realized she had forgotten to say sir and that was what had enraged the monster. Mike calmed down. “Good girl, good. Now get down there and suck some more, I will tell you when to stop.” Sally was relieved she was going to be able to do it without ‘encouragement’ if that’s what he wanted to call it. She sucked. She remembered that when she swallowed he liked it so she did that, she went down to the base, she did not hold her position as long as he had made her, but tried to hold it there a bit as he seemed to like it. All her efforts were rewarded by his sounds of pleasure. She was relieved; if he was not pleased she was going to have a rough morning. Suddenly Mike grabbed the hair on the back of Sally’s head and pulled her off his cock. Sally was confused, but did not say anything, understanding coming through like a beam of sun when he said: “Position One, on the bed, bitch. She did not dare hesitate, but she was unhappy. She had thought if she pleased him with a blow job that would be enough, but she knew she ...